"Lock him up?"
Carlo said helplessly.
"How can he be locked up when his father-in-law is a senator? Even the president has to give him some face."
It turns out that the United States is also a relationship society!
People also rely on their fathers, looking for their father-in-law!
After sighing, I listened to Gambino continue.
"In fact, he is not a Nazi. The "American-German Alliance" is an organization developed by the Nazis in the United States before the war. That guy is the backbone of the New York branch. Although he was not imprisoned as an enemy alien after the outbreak of the war because of his father-in-law, his factory fell into trouble. He could not hire workers, nor did he receive orders. Even the bank refused to provide loans. And those Jews were like a group of greedy vultures, waiting for him to declare bankruptcy and then buy his factory at a low price..."
Obviously, in the mouth of this guy Gambino, Jews are not good birds. I think so. How many people from old Europe like Jews?
They are all old Jews.
I was complaining about the hypocrisy of these white people. The car had stopped in front of a factory that occupied a large area. Looking at the factory gate and the four-story building next to the gate, I could imagine the scale of the factory in the past.
"2457 various metal cutting machine tools! This is my factory. My father came here half a century ago and founded the factory. Now those Americans want to drive it to the brink of death, and the damn Jews want to rob it at the price of collecting junk..."
Hermann von Karl said in an indignant tone.
"Damn Americans, they will never understand our love for the motherland as a nation-state, am I right?"
Karl looked at George and asked directly.
"I agree with this very much. The motherland is a fetter that we can never let go of in our lifetime. The deep feelings engraved in our flesh and blood are something that Americans can never understand,"
His answer made Karl stunned at first, and then he said excitedly.
"That's it, that's it, they will never understand, never understand..."
It's not that Americans don't understand. For Americans, who are mainly immigrants, what they need is for you to forget your motherland, integrate into the United States with the so-called "Americanization", and become the so-called "American", but what is the reality?
It's just self-deception.
"Just like those Jews, they have no motherland, so they will never know our feelings. They are a group of greedy hyenas. They try to pounce on my body and bite my flesh and blood. This is impossible. I would rather sell my factory to anyone than to those inferior goods..."
Carl, who seemed to be righteous, continued.
"One million and five hundred thousand dollars!"
"For only one million and five hundred thousand dollars, I will sell you everything of Carl Metal Company, from land to machines, to everything, and even the patents held by the company. George, this is definitely a very cost-effective business. Just the factory and the machines are more than this money."
Glancing at Carl, George did not agree. I don't believe you.
Just at this moment, the system screen flashed.
"Do you want to enable the cost accounting function?"
"Enable."
Instantly, many words flashed on the screen.
"Carl Metal Company was founded by old Herman in New York in 1886. The company covers an area of 2.7 square miles, including the factory area..."
After a moment, George, who had a full understanding of Carl Metal Company, glanced at Carl, then turned and left.
"What's wrong with George?"
Gambino asked puzzled, and Carl followed.
"Mr. George, what's the matter?"
"I don't want to cooperate with a guy who lies all the time!"
George said directly.
"What?"
Gambino looked at him puzzled, and Carl said angrily.
"Mr. George, what did you say?"
"First of all, let's not talk about the fact that half of the machines in your factory were second-hand goods purchased during World War I. These machines are simply worthless scrap metal! Just say that you used the company's land and real estate to mortgage the bank, a full two hundred thousand dollars! You chose to conceal this debt!"
"Mr. George, I, I haven't had time to mention the company's debt yet!"
Before Carl finished speaking, Gambino snorted coldly.
"Really? Mr. Carl!"
"Mr. Gambino, I, I swear to God!"
"Mr. Carl, I brought my friend here not to let you deceive me. You should know how I treat my friends, and also know how I treat those who betray my friends."
Gambino's threat made Carl tremble all over, and he said quickly.
"No, no, Mr. Gambino, you know, I have absolutely no intention of hiding anything, George, isn't that how business is? I offer a price, you can bargain, right?"
Looking at the guy in front of him, George said directly.
"Mr. Carl, bargain, how can I bargain? First of all, your land and real estate are worthless, they have been mortgaged to the bank, which means that no matter what, I will bear a debt of more than 200,000. Secondly, your machines, your machines are almost 20 years old, they are just scrap metal, maybe in the war, those machines can still produce some products, but when the war is over, the high labor cost will make them have no use value, scrap metal, no, they are a pile of waste of money, as for the remaining machines, how much are they worth? 200,000? 100,000? Carl..."
Staring at him, George said directly.
"Those Jews may be a group of greedy hyenas, but the problem is that your company has long been a dead and worthless corpse. For them..."
Pointing at the factory, George sneered.
"The only thing that is valuable is this piece of land. But after deducting the bank loan, how much value is left? Fifty thousand? Or how much?"
Carl, who was exposed by George's words, looked very ugly, and cold sweat kept flowing down his forehead. He originally thought that he was just a foreigner who took the opportunity to make a fortune. As for Gambino... could he kill himself?
But now after careful observation, Carl found that things were not quite what he thought. In front of this foreigner, Gambino was like a follower, following behind him.
What is the identity of this guy? Why does Gambino respect him so much?
Thinking of this, Carl's heart was panicked.
"Sir, sir, I, I..."
Looking at Carl who was stuttering and unable to speak, George said bluntly.
"No, by then, the Jews will use the banks they control to squeeze you clean. Not only will you not get a penny, but you will also be responsible for the remaining debts of the company! By then, you will not only lose everything, but also become a real pauper!"